How I Became A Maid For My Spouse!!!
My wife knew of my crossdressing before we married nearly 33 yrs. ago. When my spouse discovered I was much more than just a cross-dresser and had been taking hormones... She was understandably angry and hurt. She immediately wanted to begin divorce proceedings. I was full of remorse and pleaded with her not too... I love my spouse very much but, by my own admission, I had always been a real bitch when it came to women. It was no surprise then for her when she learn that I had a serious interest in Female Led Relationships.
But, as with any relationship, it wasn't all easy. Our primary challenge (stepchildren and ex-spouses notwithstanding) was our sex life; specifically, the devastation I experienced whenever my time (TRISHA) was over. My was delighted when the return of the man she married; she always liked my male persona how extremely masculine—and I liked that. But I didn't feel that way.
Yes, my spouse was an open-minded, adventurous woman, she was comfortable with whatever fantasies that arose. But sometimes she wanted something more traditional than a man in a nightgown coming to bed with her. She would ask if I could just be masculine once in a while. This created conflict and invariably sent us both into a downward spiral. Usually, within days, I would find a way to come on to her and we'd make love the way she wanted to. Then all would be well...until the cycle repeated itself.
Perhaps both of us were in denial about the magnitude of my need to be seen as a woman.
The breaking point came in fall 2003, when I was again considering a new therapist, a different antidepressant, some experimental method for accepting the grief of living a lie. As usual, I bemoaned this process, but something unusual happened; I shocked us both by saying, "It's time to do something different."
My therapist suggested I talk to an endocrinologist. It was the first step toward resolving my now 60 plus year struggle and the beginning of a quest to honor the woman within me. My spouse realized that I would never be happy as a man, though she also knew that she could not commit to remaining in our marriage until we both experienced a new, changed life. She made this abundantly clear to me, not threatening or coercing but simply sharing it honestly, because it was my truth.
After several years and numerous long and candid discussions, about both of us not enjoying sex with one another and how I seemed happier when I dressed femininely and wearing facial makeup...
She asked me if I'd be willing to take over the cooking and grocery shopping... I expressed my willingness to take over the cooking and shopping and she convinced me that we both could turn our current and painful destructive situation into becoming a positive advantage for the both of us...
She agreed to halt divorce proceedings and suggested that I dress entirely as a woman and this would allow us both a chance to learn and know more about each others lives, but only under certain very strict conditions...
1) You will speak only when spoken to and then only in short polite sentences.
2) You will address me as Ma’am and my sisters as Mistress Dottie.
3) You will have no clothes except the uniforms I issue you with.
4) You will never leave the house at any time.
5) You will have no access to the internet, no phone, no TV and no radio.
6) Upon entering a room where either of us is you will curtsy deeply. The same when you leave the room.
7) You will obey all instructions instantly and acknowledge them with yes Ma’am or yes Mistress Dottie and a small curtsy.
8) Whenever I get home you will greet me at the door with a curtsy before dropping to your knees to remove my shoes.
9) The uniforms I provide you with are to be properly worn and immaculate at all times as they will be subject to regular inspection.
10) You will obey my instructions given to and failing to do so, I may punish you as I see fit. You will thank me before and after for correcting you and helping you to be a better maid.
Secondly, I want to stress that by becoming my maid will inherently now live a submissive role in my life. I took a novel approach when I first started to honor my spouses request and I looked at it as an opportunity for the both us to know one another better.. My spouse expressed that I immediately take over the cooking and domestic house duties and do the grocery shopping on December 15th 2012.
Good taste is never out of style and neither is good service. My spouse has taught me good manners and to give pleasant service with proper presentation from me at all times. She does not tolerate anything less than that. My spouse expects high expectations of my being dependable and wouldn't have it any other way.
She turned me into her maid and you can see by the photographs posted of the changes that have occurred over the years and how my life has changed too. I'm more attentive to my spouses needs and I am totally in control of the household. I'm not so sure that things have worked out exactly like the relationship that she wanted but it is too late now because my being her Maid has taken over our lives and there is no going back for either of us!
My wife knew of my crossdressing before we married nearly 33 yrs. ago. When my spouse discovered I was much more than just a cross-dresser and had been taking hormones... She was understandably angry and hurt. She immediately wanted to begin divorce proceedings. I was full of remorse and pleaded with her not too... I love my spouse very much but, by my own admission, I had always been a real bitch when it came to women. It was no surprise then for her when she learn that I had a serious interest in Female Led Relationships. Yes, my spouse was an open-minded, adventurous woman, she was comfortable with whatever fantasies that arose. But sometimes she wanted something more traditional than a man in a nightgown coming to bed with her. She would ask if I could just be masculine once in a while. This created conflict and invariably sent us both into a downward spiral. Usually, within days, I would find a way to come on to her and we'd make love the way she wanted to. Then all would be well...until the cycle repeated itself.
Perhaps both of us were in denial about the magnitude of my need to be seen as a woman.
The breaking point came in fall 2003, when I was again considering a new therapist, a different antidepressant, some experimental method for accepting the grief of living a lie. As usual, I bemoaned this process, but something unusual happened; I shocked us both by saying, "It's time to do something different."
My therapist suggested I talk to an endocrinologist. It was the first step toward resolving my now 60 plus year struggle and the beginning of a quest to honor the woman within me. My spouse realized that I would never be happy as a man, though she also knew that she could not commit to remaining in our marriage until we both experienced a new, changed life. She made this abundantly clear to me, not threatening or coercing but simply sharing it honestly, because it was my truth.
After several years and numerous long and candid discussions, about both of us not enjoying sex with one another and how I seemed happier when I dressed femininely and wearing facial makeup...
She asked me if I'd be willing to take over the cooking and grocery shopping... I expressed my willingness to take over the cooking and shopping and she convinced me that we both could turn our current and painful destructive situation into becoming a positive advantage for the both of us...
She agreed to halt divorce proceedings and suggested that I dress entirely as a woman and this would allow us both a chance to learn and know more about each others lives, but only under certain very strict conditions...
1) You will speak only when spoken to and then only in short polite sentences. 2) You will address me as Ma’am and my sisters as Mistress Dottie.
3) You will have no clothes except the uniforms I issue you with.
4) You will never leave the house at any time.
5) You will have no access to the internet, no phone, no TV and no radio.
6) Upon entering a room where either of us is you will curtsy deeply. The same when you leave the room.
7) You will obey all instructions instantly and acknowledge them with yes Ma’am or yes Mistress Dottie and a small curtsy.
8) Whenever I get home you will greet me at the door with a curtsy before dropping to your knees to remove my shoes.
9) The uniforms I provide you with are to be properly worn and immaculate at all times as they will be subject to regular inspection.
10) You will obey my instructions given to and failing to do so, I may punish you as I see fit. You will thank me before and after for correcting you and helping you to be a better maid.
Secondly, I want to stress that by becoming my maid will inherently now live a submissive role in my life. I took a novel approach when I first started to honor my spouses request and I looked at it as an opportunity for the both us to know one another better.. My spouse expressed that I immediately take over the cooking and domestic house duties and do the grocery shopping on December 15th 2012.
She continued my usage of hormones which enhanced my feminine features and she slowly turned me into her maid and you can see by the photographs posted of the changes that have occurred over the years... I've become more attentive to my spouses needs as well as a dependable, faithful, loyal domesticated household servant. I'm not so sure that things have worked out exactly like the relationship that she wanted but it is too late now because my being her Maid has taken over our lives and there is no going back for either of us! During last 8 years my spouse has taught me to a more fashionable woman and she insists I'd be elegant and refined as well.
She turned me into her maid and you can see by the photographs posted of the changes that have occurred over the years and how my life has changed too. I'm more attentive to my spouses needs and I am totally in control of the household. I'm not so sure that things have worked out exactly like the relationship that she wanted but it is too late now because my being her Maid has taken over our lives and there is no going back for either of us!
My spouse has helped me become a fashionable woman so she insist I'd be elegant and refined. Good taste is never out of style and neither is good service. My spouse expects good manners and pleasant service with proper presentation from her domestic maid at all times. She does not tolerate anything less than that. My spouse expects high expectations my being her maid and wouldn't have it any other way.
Trisha Roberts
P.S. I'd love to hear from those who read my blog...
I do respond and would love to meet others like myself who have moved forward in thier lives...
Trisha Roberts
Trisha Roberts
P.S. I'd love to hear from those who read my blog...
I do respond and would love to meet others like myself who have moved forward in thier lives...
Trisha Roberts
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